My (SO) Bad 9/20/05

Once, while I was babysitting for the richest family in our town, I waited for the kids to go to sleep then started poking around through their mother's closet. Mind you, this wasn't a closet in the usual sense -- hers was bigger than the entire main level of my house!

She had rows and rows of dresses, suits, pants, blouses and the SHOES!!! Oh, and the accessories -- she had belts and scarves and purses and, well it just seemed like something out of a movie!

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Before I could stop myself, I started trying stuff on..it was like I was 5 again and playing dress up. I lost track of time and soon looked at my watch and realized that they'd be home any minute so I hurriedly got dressed in my own clothes, put everything back in its proper place and went down to the living room to situate myself on the couch.

When the people came home, they asked how their kids had been, smiled graciously and paid me. I drove myself home, let myself in and started getting ready for bed. As I washed my face, I looked in the mirror and realized THAT I WAS STILL WEARING ONE OF HER SUPER EXPENSIVE CAMISOLES!! In my haste (and fashion fog) I'd forgotten to take it off and had just pulled my sweatshirt on over it!

The lady never mentioned it (she probably never noticed) but, to this day, I still feel guilty every time I see her!

The worst thing I have ever done would have to be the day I went over to this my bestfriend's boyfriend's house because he told me she was there and wanted me to come over -- It turned out she wasn't there at all and had NO idea he'd invited me over.

So he and I talked for a while and were having a good time then at one point out of left field, he leaned over and kissed me, and I kissed him back and then we started to makeout! We got so into it that we didn't hear the doorbell ring, and the next thing we know his girlfriend came in! We were so stupid we didn't even think of locking the door!! She ran out crying and hasn't talked to me since and, of course, I can't blame her! I found out later on that he lied to her and told her that I had put the moves on him! So not true!!

One time I was so angry at my science teacher that I went home and set my chem book on fire -- pretty stupid, I know, especially since soon it was raging out of control in my hands! So I dropped it in the toilet and flames shot up above my head. The whole house seemed about to catch on fire so I shut the toilet lid and flames came out around the sides of the seat. I had to flush it repeatedly to get the flames to die down. I never told my parents until one day my dad noticed ashes in the toilet and he thought I had been smoking! So I ended up telling them the truth.

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My boyfriend and I had been going out for 10 months when I found out he had been cheating on me with my worst enemy. So my friend and I got revenge on both of them.

For him it was while he was out of town -- we got into his house and emptied out his shampoo and put Nair into the bottle. The next week at school, he had to wear a hat because the Nair made his hair fall out and he couldn't figure out why.

For the girl he cheated with, we had my friend's brother call her pretending to be my ex telling her to go to the nearby lake at 10pm and leave her clothes on the shore. We planned a party on the lake at that time and stole her clothes so that when everyone got there she was naked without any clothes around to use.

What comes around goes around my friends!

I had the biggest crush on this guy but my parents said because of my bad math grade I couldn't have him over to hang out. So when they drifted off to sleep I called him and told him to sneak into my house through my bedroom window. When he got there we totally hit it off and I was half naked when my dad walked in he next morning to wake me up to get ready for school. I told him I thought the heat in my bedroom had somehow gotten turned up, and I was so hot I'd stripped down to underwear and he fell for it!! He didn't even notice that my closet kept sneezing!

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This guy at my school and I had hated each other since the third grade when he broke my fairy wand and I bloodied his nose in the school play and lately he'd been being as hateful as possible. Well one day at cheerleading practice his sister (who's a close friend of mine) asked me to come to her house for a party for all our cheerleader friends. I jumped at the chance for the opportunity to get revenge on her brother and thankfully it presented itself. He'd been sick lately and had the WORST diarrhea. So that night I casually strolled into the bathroom after everyone had fallen asleep and knowing that he would be up to use the bathroom any minute I took plastic Saran wrap and covered the toilet underneath the seat. That way when he used the bathroom it wouldn't fall into the bowl, it would simply splatter on the plastic wrap. My plan proved successful when I heard a yell from the bathroom and the next day I taped a note inside his locker that read "Squishy?" Hehe...revenge is sweet...well maybe a little squishy too.

My roommate was such a pain -- She never cleaned or did anything. I always had to take out the trash and refill the toilet paper. On the last day I was there, I went to the bathroom and it wasn't till after I was finished that I noticed that she had used the last of the toilet paper. Surprise! So, I took the washcloth that she wipes her face and mouth with after she brushes her teeth, and I wiped with it.

I once sneaked out of my house at 12 o'clock to go to this great party a really cool girl from school was having. While there, I met THE hottest guy on earth and it was like love at first sight. We talked for hours and then finally we ended up making out for a really long time. Finally at 3am it was time to go so my parents wouldn't find out I had left. But when I was leaving he tells me he lives 2 hours from there... we exchanged telephone numbers but I was sure I wouldn't see him again. It made me sad, I really, REALLY liked the guy!! We talked on the phone several times, and there I found out where he lived, which school he went to, etc. Some time after (like a week), on an impulse, I cut school, got on a bus and went to visit him. I surprised him during lunch. We were both so happy!! From there I called my parents and told them I was spending the night over a friend of mine, then called her and told her that if my parents called to say I was in the bathroom or something. So I stayed over there! The next day I got on an early bus and returned home by noon. I had had a BLAST and I never got caught!!

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My friend and I had gotten into a big fight with another girl, so when April Fool's day came around we weren't about to just let a golden opportunity pass us by -- during homeroom we ran down to the gym with a pair of scissors and searched through almost all the lockers before we found hers. We took out her gym pants and cut huge slits right in the butt! Then all we had to do was wait for gym.

When gym finally came we almost died, she had slipped the pants on without noticing!! When she walked into the gym (where almost the whole grade was) and people started noticing everyone was laughing and she had no clue why until someone leaned over a whispered "Uh, you have a huge rip in your pants." The girl turned bright red and looked like she wanted to die!!! It was so funny and she still has no clue how it happened!

My dad is a freak about me not wearing thongs. He thinks I'm too young, or something, but I decided to get a little payback by playing a harmless little prank on him.

I went to Wal*Mart, and found the most racy G-string I could buy for 5 bucks. It was a disgusting little number that I will never wear. But I figured it would do the trick. I put it in the washer, and washed it, and put it in the dryer with all the other whites. My dad usually folds this load, and I made sure that he did. When he found that thong in the pile of clothes, I thought he was going to die. His face turned bright red, and he started yelling at me about how immature my little prank was, and how it wasn't funny. Although, I think it was, my mom and I were dying of laughter. FYI-I can wear thongs now...

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